he sees your voice

Chapter 11 Crying is useless
Gu Chu turned his head to look at her, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "No."

Gu Si curled his lips, "Still mysterious with me? Boring."

Then, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at Gu Chu. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Gu Chu said slowly, "You don't even want to know what's going on in Beishen from me."

All of a sudden, Gu Si's curiosity was blocked, and she was so angry that she yelled and put her arms around Gu Chu, "You bullied people when I was five years older than me, right? Don't think I can't know about you in college, I will Check!"

"What are you jumping around in front of me with your little arms and legs? Don't think I don't know where your curiosity comes from. You are a diamond member of the Appearance Association. If you see a frustrating and ugly bald old man today, Are you still full of curiosity?" Gu Chu smiled unceremoniously, and a few words exposed her nature.

Gu Si smiled instead of anger, "I'm curious because it must have something to do with you, especially the handsome guy Lu. He kept staring at you like that last night, and it's almost time for a change. You should tell the truth, what happened? What's the matter? I'm really afraid that you will be cheated by a man!"

Whenever Lu Beichen was mentioned, Gu Chu would think of Lu Beishen, and his heart ached.She turned her face away and turned on the computer again, and said calmly, "Too much gossip is a sign of early changes in women."

Gu Si glared at her.After a long while, seeing that Gu Chu really ignored him, and knowing that this matter would never come out, he took a few bites of the remaining apple, leaned on the sofa and sighed, then turned his head to look at the Gu Chu, the light from outside the window just crossed the edge of the window and fell on Gu Chu's cheeks. When the long eyelashes flickered, there seemed to be warmth falling down, and the golden light reflected her skin extremely white.

The wall clock on the wall was beating, and occasionally there was a slight collision of wind chimes, making the living room even more quiet.

After a long time, Gu Si called softly, "Gu Chu."

"Ok?"

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Gu Si looked away, his eyes lowered, "If—"

"If Mom and Dad are still alive."

Gu Si pursed her lips tightly.

"If they were still alive, they would definitely not let you suffer so much." Gu Chu finished what was on her mind, then raised his hand to touch her head, "But you still have me here, I will definitely not Let you get hurt, no matter what."

Gu Si's nasal cavity was a little sore, and then he hugged Gu Chu tightly, "I will protect you too, I only have you left, but you also have only me left, we are the only closest relatives to each other, aren't we? Sister, I must earn a lot of money in the future, you can't live in poverty, and neither of us can live in poverty."

Her elder sister is strong but fragile. In her opinion, it is her elder sister who should be protected.

The moonlight is always lonely, so people who enter the night will also be lonely.The silence after the hustle and bustle has settled down will always crush the past memories and scatter them in front of your eyes.Most of the time, Gu Chu lives alone, while Gu Si lives on campus and only comes back on weekends.

The pattern of three bedrooms and one living room sometimes becomes relative in size.When there are many people, the 100-square-meter area will always feel crowded, so they have left, abandoned this place, and abandoned the past; now, she and Gu Si have returned to this house, and now there are fewer people, more than 100 people The flat area has become a murderer that stifles the excitement.

One was her room, one was Gu Si's, and the last one was converted into a studio.When Gu Si was not at home, Gu Chu was so busy that he would suffer from insomnia, and sometimes he would sit in the studio until the first light of dawn appeared on the edge of the window.The studio is small, mainly in light white, the curtains are pale spun gauze, which will flutter in the wind, and various paints and painting tools are piled up on the corner of the wall.

(End of this chapter)